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    [fancypost bgcolor= black; border: 2px transparent; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 150px; border-radius: 15px; text-align:justify; font-family: verdana;]It was really no surprise that the male was alone on his walk through Biome Three. He had mostly shed his former oppressive nature and annoying nickname (well, he thought so, at least), but all the socializing he’d done lately made him want to be alone for a while. Of course, with all the members of ColouredClan being normally upbeat and social, the asocial cougar knew there was probably no way he’d be alone for long. With a sigh, he flopped down onto his stomach by the river, dipping a paw in the water as he stared out across its surface. Maybe out here, the ghosts wouldn’t bother him, and maybe he could figure out a way to get rid of them. They were freaking out Kasai.


    Speaking of the crow, his wing didn't seem to be getting any better, and it was worrying Tobio. He wanted to let Kasai go back into the wild, but if he couldn't fly, there was no way he could survive on his own. Tobio made a mental note to go ask Greymatter about it later.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]"Trying to catch a moment's peace, are you?" Nighttales would hum, greeting Tobio with a brief nod, before seating himself near to the river. "Don't worry, I won't bother you - don't mind me." The Commander would add, with an airy hum, and a light grin, before proceeding to shift his heterochromatic orbs towards the river. Yeah, a moment's peace wouldn't be so bad. He didn't tend to feel too bothered by the bustling lifestyles of those around him. He had never been bothered by that, especially considering that he had the profuse hours during the night, to spend alone, and to comb through his thoughts. He was never truly, entirely alone, considering Demios' existence - the chain clinging to his soul, bound tightly around it. But, then again, she was often silent. She was often silent, biding her time, perhaps. At least, her presence wasn't destructive until she made it out to be.


    Though, the various ghosts whirring through the territory at the moment could probably have been conceived as troublesome, though Nighttales wasn't personally bothered by their presences. They were somewhat of amusing, meddlesome company, in a sense, so long as they didn't get particularly reckless. Yet, nevertheless, it did seem as if the population of the clan had doubled with npcs, he did suppose - though, things were.. ironically lively, despite brimming with the dead.


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    Oh, who would ever want to be king?[/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor= black; border: 2px transparent; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 150px; border-radius: 15px; text-align:justify; font-family: verdana;]Tobio had been about to snap at whoever had spoken to him, but he realized who it was and shut his mouth on that comment, instead saying, "Actually, Nighttales, it's fine. How are you?" At least it was someone he could stand to be around for an extended amount of time. He could tolerate Nighttales, since the Commander was calm and laid-back, as opposed to the boisterousness of a lot of others in ColouredClan.


    Tobio was one of the only antisocial members of the clan, so it was to be expected that he would enjoy being alone more than being with others. Sure, he'd shed his former I-work-alone nature, but that introversion was still lingering in his personality. He could still think better on his own than he could around others, though some clanmates were an exception.


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